readsfreenovel Chapter 376 - Landscape Painting
Chapter 376 - Landscape Painting
On the walls and door panels around the hall, there is a landscape painting or poem hung at regular intervals, which is very pleasing to the eye.
But some sharp-eyed people noticed the difference and exclaimed, "Isn't this a painting by Prince Mu? I will never make a mistake. Oh my God! There are dozens of paintings by Prince Mu hanging here!"
For a moment, everyone in the hall was stunned, and those who were still admiring the paintings took several steps back.
Just kidding, Prince Mu’s paintings are extremely valuable.
Since his death, his authentic works have become extremely hard to come by. If one is damaged, you would be bankrupt even if you lose all your property.
Someone shouted, "Look upstairs!" Everyone looked up and gasped. Could it be that Prince Mu's original works are so worthless? Also, did Prince Mu come to this restaurant to write an inscription before he died?
The second floor is surrounded by private rooms. There is a plaque directly above the door of each room. On the plaque is the name given to the room by Song Yunli, and the person who wrote it is naturally Feng Muyan.
"Clap! Clap! Clap!"
No one knew who clapped, and everyone looked towards the platform where the sound came from.
When Feng Muyan, dressed in a suit, appeared in everyone's sight, the hall instantly fell into an eerie silence. Jealousy flashed in the men's eyes, and excitement flashed in the women's eyes, making Feng Muyan feel a little uncomfortable.
"Welcome all guests to come and support me. I am very grateful. Anyone who spends more than 10,000 taels tonight can get clothes of the style I am wearing."
As soon as Feng Muyan finished speaking, there was a buzz of discussion in the hall. Some said that this restaurant was overcharging people, some said they wanted that set of clothes, and some said they were just joining in the fun...
"My dear, I don't care. We must spend 10,000 taels of silver. You will look very heroic in that dress..."
"My husband, you have to spend 10,000 taels, and you will definitely be more heroic than Mr. Huang..."
Feng Muyan's mouth froze on the high platform. He had previously made a bet with Li'er that no one would spend 10,000 taels of silver for a meal, but this...
Everything went extremely smoothly according to Song Yunli's arrangements. Looking at the money pouring into the cabinet, Feng Muyan couldn't help but swallow his saliva. His own Li'er was really an expert in running a restaurant. He really felt inferior to him.
At five o'clock the next morning, Feng Muyan handed the rest of the matters to Xing'er and hurried back to Song Yunli's bedroom. Seeing that she was still sleeping peacefully, his slightly wrinkled brows finally calmed down.
"Amu, how much money did you earn?" A murmured voice came from under the quilt.
Feng Muyan's mouth froze and he didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He couldn't help but think of their first wedding ceremony. He carried her who was sleeping soundly towards the wedding hall. After he pinched her to wake her up, what she cared about was how much money was earned from the ticket sales.
"Did I lose money? That's impossible. I'm a business genius..."
"Li'er, I earned so much money that I haven't had time to count it. Can you help me when you wake up?" Feng Muyan chuckled and scratched her nose.
Soon Feng Muyan sent someone to move all the silver in the cash box to Song Yunli's room, and then he held her, who was pregnant, and sat her in the rocking chair by the window.
"Okay, I'll watch, you start counting." After saying that, Song Yunli slowly rocked the chair, cracked the melon seeds in her hand, stared at Feng Muyan who was sitting on the pile of silver without blinking, her eyes full of a smug smile.
The man in the bamboo hat who was originally sitting in the corner drinking in the hall suddenly stood up and walked towards the stairs, but he was blocked by Xing'er who was guarding the stairs.
"Sir, please stay. The private rooms of the restaurant are not open to the public in the near future. Please forgive me."
"Look behind you..." The man in the bamboo hat slowly raised his hand.
As Xing'er turned around and looked back, the man in the bamboo hat suddenly grabbed her neck. With two fingers he pressed her lightly and Xing'er fell softly into his arms.